Chapter 287 Walking Alone in the Imperial Palace

Ye Fan strode to the Temple of Light, with a tripod more than one meter high hanging on his head, and all things fell down.

The Black Emperor hides in the tripod "as a strange soldier" and waits to take action at the critical moment.

As soon as Ye Fan entered the hall, he immediately let everyone exclaim that "his tripod is so attractive" had to be noticed.

The root of the mother's breath of all things' may not be able to find a wisp of time, and his whole tripod is refined by this thing, and he does not like any other impurities.

This can almost be said to be the rough embryo of the polar weapon. It is a crazy thing and a treasure that the descendants of major holy places dream of.

At present, all the people present are boiling. 'Many people have never seen Ye Fan, and speculate that he has arrived. Because "there is only one case in the world", he is the only one who holds such a sacred object.

A disciple of a great religion jumped out on the spot and said, "The holy thing of the root of mother's qi is out of reach of even the major saints. You, a monk in the secret place of the small Taoist palace, how can you do it? Why do you have a hobby?"

"What kind of person do you think can hold it?" Ye Ji smiled faintly.

Not everyone rushed to the Chaos Stone and was fixed there. Many people who thought they could not compete with their slightly weak cultivation stood in the hall and did not fly into the air.

"The sacred artifact should be held in the hands of the great religion, so as to adhere to the will of heaven and earth and not let the sacred objects be dusted." He looks detached.

"Come on, tell me which sect you are from. 'I'll wash my ears and listen carefully." Ye Fan looked at him.

"Don't pretend to be crazy. You have the courage to come here. Don't think about leaving today. Leave the tripod behind!" The disciple killed Niu Lu.

"Can you grab it?" Ye Fan laughed and glanced at him. Although this man is not good at this age, he has to compare with whom.

Today, the so-called boat genius in the secret land of the Taoist palace is really not enough. Not to mention the other people who have been fixed above those holy sons, the weakest ones are all addicted to the cultivation of the four heavens of the Taoist palace.

"I'm from the Northern Disillusionment Palace" Today, you can't save your life even if you hand over the tripod!" He turned back to several foreigners in Su and said, "Brother, brother, what are you still doing? Take him down and 'kill him' and take the tripod.

The strong sons have been imprisoned. The geniuses of major religion have also been set in the air. The strongest people on the earth are no more than the three heavens of the secret land of the Taoist palace. In a sense, this is their opportunity. It seems that there is no competition without the strongest of the younger generation.

If you can grab the root of the mother gas of all things, it is much stronger than any chaotic stone. This is the emperor's special debris, and it can't be measured how valuable it is.

Ye Fan said with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, "Fantasy Palace, I've heard of it, it's for the Northern Regions, but you brazenly rob like this. Aren't you afraid of humiliating the name?"

"There are so many people who are going to die." The disciple was the first to rush.

"Brush", the light flashed, and he disappeared out of thin air. At the same time, the other three people were also forced to the front, and the gods suddenly disappeared, so that people could not catch the trajectory.

This is their card, and the name is "disillusionment", which refers to their body, which is difficult to capture like ghosts.

In addition, three of them are in the same realm as Ye Fan, both of which are the two heavens of the Taoist palace, so they have no fear.

"Give over the treasure tripod" will give you a pleasure!" The disciple of the Taoist palace dared not come forward to cooperate with his brother.

"You will kill me if you hand over the tripod. You are really good-looking."

"It will give you a pleasure. I will never drag the palace. I will definitely kill you with one blow." One of them is happy.

These people have heard of Ye Fan's name, but they have never taken it seriously. As the Northern Great Religion, these disciples are arrogant. In their eyes, they are out of the Holy Land, and there are no rivals.

"It's really shameful. In this case, why don't I take you on the road together?" Ye Fan looked calm.

"A disciple of the hallucination palace took action, and a large sky-blue mesh fell down 'like stars', shining brightly.

"brush"'

The big blue net enveloped it. "A few people laughed" and was about to sacrifice, but all of them suddenly changed color. It turned out to be a shadow, which was not the real body at all.

You can imagine how fast Ye Fan is at this moment, and the old madman's footwork has reached the extreme, with a lightning impact.

"Bang", "Bang" and "Bang"

The dull and vetedious sounds were connected together, like a sound, and all the three masters of the Hall of Disillusionment were struck by lightning.

"Puff"'

The three of them split up almost at the same time and suddenly disappeared from the same place and turned into a blood fog.

"You..." The only remaining disillusioned disciple of the Taoist palace looked miserable.

"Is this the disillusionment palace of the Northern Regions?" Ye Fan laughed.

"The outstanding disciples of my disillusionment palace have been set on it, otherwise you would have been destroyed." The disciple was also stubborn and did not beg for mercy.

"Oh, which people are there? Show me.' Ye Fan looked into the air, and the chaotic stone fixed a lot of people.

"Brother, you will avenge me in the future." The disciple shouted loudly.

"It's a pity that your toughness has been used in the wrong place. I'll try how strong your brothers are in a moment." Ye Fan shook his head and "suddenly shot" to kill him.

"You really don't know how high the sky is." How dare you come here." A man slowly walked out of the crowd. He was very calm, as if staring at a dead man. He looked at Ye Fan and said, "There is nothing to say. 'Leave this tripod, then kneel aside and wait for the hair to fall.' The emperor was so angry that he almost jumped out.

But Ye Fan's heart jumped. This person is more powerful than the people next to him in the four heavens realm of the Taoist palace. He thought that the monks of the four heavens of the Taoist palace had flown into the air and were fixed in the armor by the mixed pure stone. He didn't expect to hide in the crowd. "Who are you?"

"Song Tianfeng, a disciple of the Five elements of the Northern Regions Church." He paced forward, very calm and calm.

Ye Fan fought against immortals in the cross-border boundary and killed some people in the triple sky, but he had never really fought with the people who were addicted to the four heavens of the Taoist palace. He felt that it was very dangerous.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" Song Tianfeng carried his hands on his back and looked flat. He said, "Leave this tripod, and then kneel aside and wait for it to fall."

Ye Fan smiled, very brilliant, his snow-white teeth flashed with crystal luster, and his beautiful face looked very tender, even a little innocence.

"Is it ridiculous? Do you have to wait for me to break your legs before you kneel down? Song Tianfeng is still slowly moving forward.

"I'm laughing at you. You really don't know anything about me." Ye Fan restrained his bright smile and shook his head.

"I have to know a dead person." Song Tianfeng pushed it step by step. "He poked out a big black hand, as big as a house." He pressed it over and shouted, "Kneel down"

"Dow!"

Ye Fan scolded gently, and a golden sword light shot out of his eyebrows. The powerful divine consciousness came out and rushed straight over. The other party didn't know that he liked this killer at all. He actually paced to the front, which was completely suicidal.

"Ah..." Song Tianfeng screamed and staggered back.

But it was all too late. He walked too hard. It was impossible to avoid this disaster. His consciousness was severely damaged. With a bang, he knelt on the ground with one leg.

"You..." He just spit out a word. An inch-long golden sword rushed through his forehead with a bang.

"Bun"

Song Tianfeng snorted, and the dead body fell to the ground.

Many people didn't know that Ye Fan killed people with divine consciousness, and they were all shocked. It was not until one of them exclaimed that the others understood.

"Ye Fan, you are really addicted to immortals, and you dare to get into one foot in this case." "Several mermaids filed out" The one with the lowest cultivation is also in the two heavens of the Taoist palace, and even more addicted to two people in the four heavens in the Taoist palace.

"People from the Ji family!" Ye Fan's face darkened, and he had a grudge against the family.

On the other side, a few people came out of the "disciples of the Shaking Holy Land" who are also addicted to the master of the four heavens of the Taoist palace.

The Ji family and the shaking light moved, and the others also gathered together, including several holy places. Lou Ran was not interested in taking action, but they all looked at Ye Fan's tripod. Obviously, they wanted to seize it.

At the same time, everyone sacrificed a weapon, blocked his forehead, and patted him to attack and kill with divine knowledge.

"Hahaha..." Ye Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw them like this.

Today, Ye Fan's name is destined to be spread, which makes the disciples of the major holy places so afraid.

In fact, since today, many people have talked about Ye's color change. In the face of him, the first thing that comes to mind is to defend first.

"brush"

Ye Fan jumped up. He didn't want to waste any more time to avoid accidents.

The simple tripod, only more than one meter high, hung a stream of mysterious yellow gas on his head, like silk, wisps after strands, very thick to protect him tightly.

Ye Fan's head is on this tripod, and the unobstructed "the auspicious color shot by the chaotic stone" is easily melted by the mother of all things.

At this moment, everyone changed their color. This sacred object is too unbelievable. It is indeed the immortal material that the emperor has dreamed of!

Unrivaled and rare - one - Chaos Stone" can't calm him at all. In the face of the motherhood of all things, it seems powerless, which makes people want to take it for themselves.

This is definitely the rough embryo of the polar weapon. Once the "Tao" and "reason" are derived in the future, it will be able to dominate the eastern wilderness and dominate the world.

"The immoral Taoist priest did not teach..." Ye Fan said to himself, but he did not dare to take it lightly and was ready to cross the empty banquet at any time. He came to the black strange stone in a few steps.

"fei"

With a flash of light, he caught the scroll in his hand. It was not until then that he was relieved.

Then, he tried to put away the chaotic stone, but he felt that the magic power was not good and it was difficult to succeed. The black stone was too heavy to be refined, and it was almost impossible to take it away.

"Put down the animal skin scrolls!" The people below are really anxious and work hard. If they are taken away by others like this, they are really unwilling.

"Are you scolding me? Don't mess with me, or I may accidentally cut off your sons and saints. Ye Fan glanced down.

As soon as this was said, there was a burst of coldness in the hearts of all his hobbies, and the best disciples of all holy places and major sects were fixed in the air, only Ye Fan was not affected.

If he goes crazy, it's really bad. Thinking of this, all his hobbies are scared and chills.

"brush"

Ye Fan put a big tripod on his head and walked straight to the golden-winged Xiaopeng King not far away, and his right hand rotated out like a golden mill.

"Bun"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng king suddenly flew backwards, but it was soon fixed again. The force field formed by the chaotic stone imprisoned everything, and it was difficult to move.

"Kon, you can't kill me!" The eyes of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King flashed with wild light. After being fixed in the air, he gritted his teeth and opened his mouth until now.

"Bun"

Ye Fan punched again. The golden fist and heavy severance suddenly hit the golden-winged Xiaopeng King on the chaotic stone, and the hall shook.

Around, many holy sons have changed their colors, but they don't like to open their mouths, and everyone feels that their bodies are a little cold.

Ye Fan glanced around as he stepped.

Ji Haoyue, Shaoguang Shengzi, Yao Xi, Yaochi Shengnu... All their hobbies have changed color.

Under Ye Fan's eyes, many sons and saints of Dayan, Jiangjia, Wanchu, Zifu, Daoyi, etc. were uneasy, for fear that he would come forward.